L'effort est ma force.

I'm breaking down. Everyday feels like . Disappointment here, disappointment there. That's me. I don't know how i can even survive these years. I've been trying my best to smile, laugh and joke like nothing's wrong. But whatever I do, it still hurt and haunt me. They say that if you do your best and best effort everything will be fine, but what's happening to me? I always try my best but I still end up being hurt. Being discriminized and being pitied. for me, I guess. I just want someone to comfort me, tell me that everything will be fine and will help me not ecause they pity me but they care for me. Because even my own parents doesn't care. They don't trust me and they don't understand me. No one do.

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